Went off with the girlfriends this weekend for our annual lake trip. There was eating, drinking, canoeing and football watching.

And this sunrise outside my window Saturday.

This is the Highland Rim of the Cumberland Mountains on the western edge of the Appalachians. It’s a land of twisty back roads, dry counties and strong accents. If you know where to look, you might even find some moonshine.

Well shoot, Cindy! If you had just asked me, I would have been glad to come. And I could have brought the five grandchildren, too, so you all wouldn’t have had such a quiet and lonely time of it. Plus, it sounds like there would have been a lap for every single child. Perfect!
Lakehouse for us this past weekend. . .I’m tired.